tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234289182018-09-17T03:31:11.131-03:00Ku Yah!laughing absurdly out loudrashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.comBlogger620125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-28434317580250292022010-04-21T16:15:00.000-03:002010-04-21T16:15:26.741-03:00NEW SITEKu Yah has moved to www.ku-yah.com
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THANKS rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-43274094715704709942010-04-20T21:04:00.001-03:002010-04-20T21:05:12.893-03:00RIP: GuruJazzmatazz was how I knew Guru. he died of cancer on April 19th. he left behind a hella body of music.
rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-17934631757592374212010-04-20T07:48:00.001-03:002010-04-20T07:48:31.244-03:00style: john haffeyrashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-62096267173723992032010-04-17T13:23:00.003-03:002010-04-17T13:55:16.932-03:00new SBC out now
the boys over at SBC have put out an excellent issue this spring with lots of east coast love. there are articles from Neil Durling on slab searching and from Dean Petty on login in the Maritimes. some great shots too from local photo smiths Scotty Sherin and Zak Bush. I have a short opinion piece in this issue as well. so if you didn't get your copy in the mail then be sure to hit up the rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-10597386071935249042010-04-15T15:19:00.000-03:002010-04-15T15:19:10.456-03:00Peta
I got Peta from a no-kill dog shelter in Orlando in 1999. she's rambunctious and a pain in the ass sometimes but she's a good dog. B took this photo of Peta today. you can click on it for a larger view.rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-19990855418835126082010-04-15T07:59:00.000-03:002010-04-15T07:59:47.948-03:00I let goradness from Oldy
Critical Sliders from Nathan Oldfield on Vimeo.rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-91402392075596288382010-04-13T16:32:00.000-03:002010-04-13T16:32:17.201-03:00on jazzrecently I've been delving a little deeper into jazz than usual thanks to Drift editor Joe Conway putting me on to do a jazz inspired blog for the magazine. funny how one things leads to another and connections apear out of the ether when you least expect it.
my good friend Snake and I have been talking about jazz and his experience is quite broader than mine. Snake just turned me on to rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-47117340158345392072010-04-12T10:44:00.004-03:002010-04-12T10:51:21.849-03:00ego trippin through the weekendso sore today and my nose and cheeks burn from too much sun and wind. all good remnants of a weekend full of surf. on Saturday evening Blacks and JB and I paddled out at the hamster wheel around six in the evening. the waves were glassy and lining up nicely along the point with the occasional overhead set. it was a ton of fun but lots of work too.
we'd walk to the top of the point and jump intorashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-55446182111078103932010-04-10T13:06:00.003-03:002010-04-10T13:12:33.300-03:00watchin wind blow out my windowsittin on a saturday wonderin what to do while Moe sleeps wrapped and swaddled like a banana. MF Doom rocks the computer speakers and outside the tree tops blow with the gusty south west wind -still naked . waves should be building. buoy is up to three meters at eight seconds. there should be a hamster wheel at a point a I know. walk to the top and get in. paddle, paddle, paddle against the rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-21875244184410867402010-04-08T11:29:00.001-03:002010-04-08T11:30:37.401-03:00random shitthe other day chillin at the shop with JB he says to me "man how come you never reply when I comment on your shit?"
I says to him "I dunno."
then he says "your shit is so serious on the blog but when you come in here it's nothin but jokes."
an I says, "I'm really happy for you, 'n Imma let you finish.. but breakin down the absurd is some serious business -most serious of all time. all TIME!"
rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-79324637834716885622010-04-07T14:10:00.001-03:002010-04-07T14:16:24.247-03:00sitting, striking keys while the harbour diescold wind seepsunder slitted wood windowI sit at the keyboard dreamingabout this and thatrather than work as I’msupposed toI see my bike throughthe wooden slitted window seeping windshe waits alone locked upsoon I’ll be free againto fly through city streets feigningflight of gulls over the harbourdirty harbour, whosemouth has been made to swallowmanmade detritus for two hundred yearswho keeps herrashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-21815997443518764322010-04-07T08:04:00.002-03:002010-04-07T08:05:39.495-03:00big wednesdaywoke up to a rose coloured sky as the sun tried to peak it's big eye over the eastern shore. now, an hour after sunrise the skies are gray and fat with springs rain. no matter at all. it's the cycle. there are other ways to get brightness into my life.
a flash smile from Moe -his two little bottom teeth peering out from his bottom jaw; B's hand falling onto my shoulder in deep sleep; Peta rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-34560514748232347912010-04-06T07:50:00.000-03:002010-04-06T07:50:21.892-03:00sunny daysit's a beautiful morning in Halifax. we arrived home from our trip to New York city yesterday to find our garden sprouting with springs firsts. so I've had my coffee and getting ready to head in to work on my bike.
my friend Picasso who's been out the back somewhere in Indonesia for the past three months sent a quote from Rolling Stones Sympathy for the Devil. my favourite version of that song rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-7747822467668367272010-04-01T09:09:00.000-03:002010-04-01T09:09:31.023-03:00hurtin in NYCbig rouge sets coming through last night. the fog was so thick that you'd barely see them out there till it was too late to try and out paddle them.
I rode a few waves but not many. it seemed like for the first time I was pushing the limits of my 5'8" fishy. not enough rail for the amount of water moving.
I tried going late on one that swung wide. I never had a chance. the rip moving along rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-37104538897176504312010-03-31T07:51:00.002-03:002010-03-31T07:57:48.518-03:00bewaremusic sometimes can be used for protest. inna Jamaica that is often the case. for some reason, outside of Jamaica reggae is seen as party music. when in fact, the music is often calling for justice and peace.
police brutality is appalling in Jamaica. from Amnesty's website:
Police abuse has been documented by national and international organisations numerous times in the past 30 years. In 1986,rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-35523467993623576662010-03-29T08:08:00.000-03:002010-03-29T08:08:02.680-03:00welcomea wave-less weekend
spent with mother and son
building
veneering
laughing
napping
restlessness got the better
of me
so off on the bike
I went
Sunday city streets
have different faces
but the potholes
all
still there
monday morning rush
off to work
to edit
proof
politic
waves
are
always
welcomerashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-73232987476799677922010-03-23T15:11:00.001-03:002010-03-23T15:12:44.159-03:00One Daywish I had something clever to say today. or maybe tell you that I went surfing before work and rode choppy waist high waves alone in the morning fog. but it wouldn’t be true at all.
I woke at 6:48. rode my bike to work in the steady rain, avoiding rooster tails coming off rear tires of every car that passed me too close for comfort. I sat at my desk and clicked, dragged, typed and backspaced. Irashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-7013389097318642442010-03-22T10:00:00.002-03:002010-03-22T10:01:06.322-03:00stop the machinerashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-67047521011415049422010-03-19T11:44:00.000-03:002010-03-19T11:44:10.979-03:00alive in the etherinspiration is like the ether. if it’s there we cannot see it. Monday night’s amazing sunset session set some ideas straight for me and left me inspired.
one: learning the nuances of a board takes time and patience
two: that patience pays off grandly as I explore new parts of a wave
three: I can slide my foot back over the fins mid-face to power through a turn –just gotta be present in the rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-9651761758087383532010-03-16T08:49:00.001-03:002010-03-16T08:50:52.826-03:00oil and water: Canada's conundrumit's hard to think about life without the energy sources we currently use. just last night I drove 25 minutes alone in my car to a remote point break to surf powerful overhead waves at sunset. I love surfing and would not be able to do it without a car.
I ride my bike to work everyday. the reasons for it have more to do with pleasure and convenience than wanting to avoid using fossil fuels. rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-82945055449142714212010-03-12T09:44:00.000-04:002010-03-12T09:44:17.659-04:00whackedfuck Karl Rove
fuck Open Carry
fuck the American war on Iraq
fuck American economic policy
we have to be able to see that our leaders are some crazy fucking ego maniacs who could give two shits about "The American People"rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-77186539303646314412010-03-11T16:14:00.004-04:002010-03-11T16:20:12.475-04:00style:natasthere was a skate shop when I was a teen that refused to carry that Natas Kaupas boards because they thought the name was Satan spelled backwards -which it is. the dude is also Lithuanian and the shop owners culturally inept zealots.rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-50783262314121680162010-03-10T15:26:00.000-04:002010-03-10T15:26:23.227-04:00B's briocheB's been making all kinds of breads lately. from Guinness molasses loaf, to baguette, to orange cranberry scones and finally her amazing brioche. mmmmmmm.rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-7192618980558366642010-03-08T22:16:00.003-04:002010-03-09T09:44:27.736-04:00style: the hypnotic brass ensemblemy friend D$ just turned me on to these guys and I can only wish I'd come across them sooner. authentic vibes here -no posturing and no front.
rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428918.post-11836752375394359832010-03-06T11:06:00.001-04:002010-03-06T11:06:55.462-04:00elliot smithfeelin melancholy on a sunny saturday morning. nothin like elliot smith to set the sights straight
rashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02151005500315869172noreply@blogger.com0